Thomas County cat. [volume] (Colby, Kan.) 1885-1891, 1887-03-03

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for me that tender passion without
which this earth is made q hell to mar
ried people? Mine host urged me on.
saying that '.faint heart meier won fair
lady," He laid before me the fact of
her almost unbounded riches, and
painted pictures of future comfort and
luxury. But it was not her money l
sought; this seemed barrier to me-.
It was herself. tried to tell her SO.
but it was useless. In her easy, grace
full manner she would evade me and
change the subject.
The time for my departure arrived.
What should I do? Tell her boldly
that loved herp No, I could not. Ii
l had been sure of her feelings toward
me 1 would not have hesitated, but
under such doubtful circumstances I
did not deem it advisable, and there
fore left without telling her how dearly
l worshiped at her shrine. I was in
vited to repeat my visit, and when Miss
Rosemond added that she would be de-
lighted to meet me again, almost felt
like laying bare my thoughts.
When got home it began to dawn
upon me that 1 had not acted in the
most honorable manner toward
Nellie, but l assured myself that no
one could have resisted the temptation.
There was but one course for me to
pursue, and that was to 60 straight to
my first love and confess to her my
weakness; t. acquaint her of the fact
that another had found place within
my heart, and beg her pardon for car
rying matters to this extreme. This
resolve was much more easily made
than carried out. At least so found
it.
Invent direct to her home to advise
her Of my change of base. She had
been anxiously watching and waiting
for me, and opened the door for me.
Bright smiles, pretty dimples and
pleasant words shook my determine
ton. I could not withstand them
When I looked at her my old love
seemed to return. And then, again,
another vision would pass before me.
What should 1 do? l could not tell
her that 1 did not love her. Her
frank, clear eyes looked me in the face
and seemed to pierce my guilty
thoughts. did not know whether
really loved her or not. I was surely
in dire dilemma.
Twas not very good company that
evening. My brain was teeming with
''Shall tell her or shall not?" She
played and sang several of my favorite
selections, and when she had finished
asked me how 1 liked them. l had
been so occupied with my thoughts
that for moment the question startled
me. l finally replied "good" in me-
chanical manner. Nellie knew by my
actions that something was wrong, but
in patience bore with me. She looked
panied, and a tiny tear glistened in her
lustrous orbs. After few moments of
silence l bid her goodnight in the sim
plest kind of manner.
My mind was in a terrible state.
When l reached my roon I determined
to find solution of the vexed ques-
ton in cloud of Havana smoke |
pulled tiercely; hi: the end of my cigar
in vehement manner. Invent to bed,
reasoning that on the morrow l would
regain my mental balance and
be able to decide whom 1 loved. You
may make light of this and say that it
is unnatural, but l assure you that the
old adage. Truth is stranger than tic-
ton" will hold good in this case.
had dream that night. Here is the
substance of it:
l was once more at the home of my
friend Brown, and grand tctc had
been arranged in honor of Miss Rose
mOnd. 1t was to take the form of a
and l was to urge my suit
and if possible bring it to successful
climax-to push myself forward on
every available occasion, and success
was sure to crown my efforts in the
end. So [ figured and so did Joe.
But to do this was no easy task. In
her gentle way she would remind me
that was sighting the rest of the
and paying too much attcr-
ton to her, and then she would glide
away on the arm of some one else.
She could not help but notice that l
was completely taken away with her.
A blind person could have seen that.
After some difficulty l obtained her
to stroll in the conservatory
the nook in which all lovers exchange
VOWS; where troths are plighted and
futures planned. Here, midst dainty
odors and sweet fragrance, I decided
to learn my fate. And l did. l was
accepted. Joyous moment! 1t was
too good to be true! After few low
ing words and the usual seal to a docu-
ment of this kinda kiss-we emerged
from our bower. and it seemed to me
~ very body must have seen by my
smiling face what had TRANSFERRED. |
But the evening was not to
pass by to my utter satiSfac-